Although the Ma family began to decline after the death of the old man, there were still three kilograms of iron left in the ruined ship. Ma Fengfeng also knew a little about Liu Ziguang. Not only was this guy not dead, he also controlled a country by accident and suddenly became the prime minister.
Ma Fengfeng came to China for a serious goodwill visit. The aggrievedness and indignation he felt in Ma Fengfeng's heart were simply difficult to describe in words.
Who is Liu Ziguang? He comes from a working-class family in a second-tier city. No matter in terms of family background, knowledge, vision or personal ability, he is far behind him. But now he is a noble person, but he has become a loser.
, why is this!
Tan Zhihai was inexplicably strangled to death in Portland, Xu Jiyuan suffered from a strange disease, and he was in danger many times. The car's brake device was damaged, and the bathtub at home suddenly became electrified. Ma Fengfeng knew that these were all sent by Liu Ziguang.
Man does it, he wants himself to die!
"Ya Ting, I will fight with you!" Ma Fengfeng picked up a beer bottle and smashed it on the bar. He was about to pounce on it, but Guanye had already grabbed him by the neck. There was a commotion in the bar. The owner of this shop
He is also a famous figure in Beijing. At this time, he happened to be discussing business with friends in the bar. When he saw the situation, he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"What are you doing to me, why don't you give me face?" The boss was chatting and laughing, not angry and intimidating. He was followed by a few big-bodied Northeastern guys, which was the source of his confidence.
"It's none of your business, just take a rest." Guanye turned to him and said.
"Oh, Xiaoya, you're pretty bold, do you know who your brother is? No one will care about you even if I kill you." The boss is not bragging. He is very familiar with several big shots in the entertainment industry in Beijing, especially those who often
Some of the big names who perform sketches in the Spring Festival Gala are all talented people in the entertainment industry, and they are also inextricably connected with the political world, so as long as they are gangsters, basically no one dares to cause trouble in his bar.
"He's also doing it for your own good. Be careful not to ruin your job by meddling in your own business." Zhao Hui said lazily. The boss turned to look at him. He didn't recognize him, but he looked familiar.
Everyone in this industry is very discerning, and the boss is also very good at observing people's actions. After careful inspection, he saw that the troublemakers had a good aura and seemed to have a certain background, but Mr. Ma was at a disadvantage in his own territory.
After all, it was nothing. He took a step forward and said, "If you have something to say, don't do anything. Put Master Ma down first."
The boss was determined, but the thugs behind him couldn't bear their temper anymore, "Fuck, you dare to act wild here, I will destroy you."
Sekino didn't answer anything, and impatiently lifted up the hem of his T-shirt, revealing a synthetic Type 92 pistol holster.
The thugs immediately stopped and slowly backed away with their hands raised. The capital is no different than other places. Trolling is strictly prohibited. Even if you have one at home, you don’t dare to reveal it. It is a fatal matter. The opponent’s battle is obvious.
Those who eat official meals.
Guan Ye looked back at Liu Ziguang, who pointed in the direction of the bathroom: "It's quiet over there. I'll have a chat with Master Ma."
They took Ma Fengfeng to the bathroom, and the boss picked up the phone: "Team Wang, I have a situation to report."
In the bathroom, Liu Ziguang did not hit Ma Fengfeng, but handed him a cigarette and lit it for him.
"Master Ma, do you know where you went wrong?" Liu Ziguang asked calmly, and helped Ma Fengfeng tidy up his clothes.
A laboratory report fell to the ground. Liu Ziguang picked it up and took a look at it.
"I don't know!" Ma Fengfeng snatched back his AIDS test report.
"Actually, you are not a bad person by nature, and you are generous and loyal. If you were born in a worker's family in Jiangbei City, maybe we would still be friends. But unfortunately, you were born in the Ma family, and you are well-fed and spoiled.
If you grow up, you have never experienced setbacks since you were a child. This is your biggest mistake. You were born in the wrong child."
With that said, Liu Ziguang rubbed his fingers towards Guanye: "Have you brought any money?"
Sekino took out two hundred-denomination notes and handed them over.
"That's all?" Liu Ziguang asked dissatisfied.
"Sorry, I mainly pay by card." Guanye said.
"I have a little more here." Zhao Hui handed over a fifty yuan bill.
Liu Ziguang was then satisfied and stuffed 250 yuan into Ma Fengfeng's collar: "It's still an acquaintance. It's not much money. It's not enough for you to see AIDS. Just keep it for two glasses of wine. Anyway, one drink is one less."
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After saying that, he turned around and left, not even bothering to look at Ma Fengfeng again.
The three of them left the bar, but the security team called by the boss had not yet arrived. It was not until Liu Ziguang and the others disappeared into the night that the public security officers who had been waiting swarmed in and announced the closure of the bar.
The boss had a frown on his face, and then he realized that he had encountered a real tough problem today.
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The next day, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Sissadamoa and his delegation arrived in Jiangdong Provincial City by plane. Secretary Zheng Jeff of the Provincial Party Committee personally went to the airport to greet him. Later, the Jiangdong Provincial Economic and Trade Delegation had a friendly and cordial negotiation with the Prime Minister at the Provincial Convention and Exhibition Center. Our province
The Red Cross said it donated medical equipment and commonly used medicines worth 10 million yuan to Western Saddamoa free of charge, and the Prime Minister expressed his sincere gratitude.
This is the content of the Jiangdong News, but the news did not broadcast the words of the Prime Minister of the West after expressing his gratitude: There are still many people in Jiangdong Province who do not have medical insurance and cannot afford to see a doctor. I hope that charities will solve these problems first before going to foreign countries to show their love.
An export intention was also reached at the economic and trade talks. The trading company of Pi Tiantang, a member of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and entrepreneur, will open a car sales outlet in West Sadamoya, specializing in cars, vans, etc. produced in the province.
After the talks, the Prime Minister and his wife visited Jiangdong Medical University. The president of the Medical University awarded the Prime Minister's wife, who had studied at the university, an honorary doctorate and reissued her undergraduate and master's degree certificates.
Afterwards, the Prime Minister and his family returned to his wife's former residence, the Provincial Party Committee's family compound. All reporters were blocked outside the compound, and no one could disturb their family reunion.
In the spacious living room, the black and white portrait of the old lady of the Yuan family hung high. The siblings Yuan Zijun and Yuan Xiaojun had mixed feelings in their hearts and did not know how to speak.
Yuan Zijun finally understood why he was exempted from prosecution, why the old house that had been taken back could be lived in again, and why his brother who had been sentenced to ten years in prison was released and returned home. It turned out that it was all for today's "foreign affairs activities."
The "foreign affairs activities" that alarmed the entire Jiangdong officialdom with great fanfare were just the return of his daughter and son-in-law.
I thought I had read countless people and had a sharp eye, but I was far less discerning than my daughter. I chose a son-in-law who was a great nobleman among men. The Yuan family could only survive through death because of the gift of others. It was ridiculous that I had found Liu Ziguang's mother in the first place, to put it mildly.
He put pressure on Liu Ziguang to leave his daughter. Thinking about it, he felt extremely ashamed.
"In-laws, we apologize." Yuan Zijun stood up and bowed deeply.
Liu Ziguang's parents also stood up quickly: "I can't help it." They did not look down on each other because of the downfall of their in-laws, nor were they proud of their son's success. What do people want to do in life? They have enough to eat and have enough, and their children and grandchildren will be healthy in their old age.
Happiness is stronger than anything else.
Yuan Xiaojun has been in prison for a while, and his arrogance is far less arrogant than before. Originally, his level was only the second-generation provincial official, and he had never seen any big scenes. Now he is completely intimidated by the aura of his nephew and son-in-law.
He sat obediently, not even daring to say anything, and just smiled, his face numb from laughter.
"Mom, how are you going to live in the future?" Fang Fei asked. Although her mother was exempted from prosecution, it was impossible to reinstate her official position, and it was impossible to restore her public office. She was alone in the provincial capital with no one to rely on. This
Life is really hard.
Yuan Zijun smiled bitterly: "Mom has thought about it and went to Jiangbei to live with your father. Your father is a good man. I owe him too much. It's time to make up for it."
"It should, it should." Yuan Xiaojun finally found a chance to interrupt, and looked at his niece eagerly, "Xiao Fei, can you help my uncle arrange a job? My uncle has figured it out and will change his mind and start a new life in the future. He will never give it to you.
To cause trouble with...the Prime Minister."
Fang Fei looked at Liu Ziguang, who nodded.
"Let your friends make arrangements later," Fang Fei said.
"That's great, thank you, thank you." The uncle said sincerely.
This meal was eaten at home. We all made dumplings together and had a happy reunion.
The next day, Liu Ziguang went on a trip with his family to eat the special snacks of the Confucian Temple. The relevant departments immediately coordinated and sent personnel to block off the scenic spot. They were only allowed to leave but not to enter. A large number of tough young people with crew cuts walked three steps to a post and five steps to a post.
At the first post, they all wore iron-gray short-sleeved shirts and navy blue trousers, with identification marks on their chests. They were from the Provincial Security Bureau, responsible for the second-level security tasks. The personal guards were still Ouchi guards brought from Beijing.
Responsible, as for the comrades from the local police station, they can only perform security duties on the periphery.
There were only a few tourists in the scenic area. There was no need to queue up for anything to play or eat. Liu Ziguang could tell at a glance that those tourists were extras acted by cadres organized by local grassroots units. In order to perform authentically, they brought their families with them and wore beautiful and neat clothes.
, the child also put on blush, this is a characteristic of the Chinese Dynasty, a repertoire, foreigners may be deceived, but it cannot scare him as a native, of course he will not point it out and laugh it off.
After the meal, Liu Ziguang chatted with Song Jianfeng, Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Committee and Director of the Public Security Department, who personally led the team to perform security duties. Department Song reported to him the final results of the trial on Fang Fei's car accident case, and the cases of the brothers Xia Xiuwen and Xia Xiuwu.
It took a long time until the Mai system collapsed before the verdict was announced. One of the brothers was sentenced to death and the other was given a suspended death sentence. They deserved their punishment. Hou Zhenye, the defense lawyer assigned by the court to Liu Ziguang, had his lawyer license revoked and was expelled from the Legal Aid Center of the Bureau of Justice. Court staff Zhen
Li, after receiving the evidence submitted by Hu Rong, failed to report it in time, and instead destroyed the evidence, resulting in an unjust case. She was dismissed by the court and sentenced to two years in prison for dereliction of duty.
"If there is anything we haven't done well, please criticize and correct us." Song Jianfeng said politely.
"You are too polite. When I return to my hometown in Jiangbei tomorrow, will Song Ting go with me?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Of course, I haven't been back for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to go back and have a look." Song Jianfeng said with a smile.
After Liu Ziguang and his party embarked on the journey back to Jiangbei, the provincial capital newspaper published a report about their visit to the Confucian Temple. Shangguan Jin, associate professor of psychology at the School of International Relations, looked at Liu Ziguang in the newspaper and smiled.